4 comments/ 60386 views/ 14 favorites Stolen Innocence Ch. 02 By: teachgirl1980 (This is part two of a series and will make much more sense if you read them in order.) I walk past Max on my way to the bathroom. "You okay, kitten?" Max asks. "Yeah, they are harmless." I say and give him a fake smile. "Ok, but you let me know if you need me." He says sternly. I smile at him and go into the bathroom. I wash my hands good and leave the bathroom. I grab the coffee pot and head back to the floor. The old couple barely notices me as they are deep in conversation. I avoid the biker until I take care of all the other tables. I walk by slowly and drop the small pile of cotton next to his soda. I hear his friends snicker as I check for food orders. Daddy got a cup from the cupboard and moved to the refrigerator. I saw his eyes as he turned, he looked right at me but did not see his baby girl, tied up and naked only 20 feet from him. I sobbed but stayed silent. My heart was breaking, he would never love me the same way again after this horrible man ruined me. My Daddy would know, he would see it in my eyes, he would know. I would be damaged. I sobbed hard as Daddy pulled ice cubes out. I felt tears hitting my breasts and the dirtiness of it struck me. I was naked. Please Daddy, don't look in here, I couldn't handle the disappointment in your face if you saw me standing perfectly still, waiting to be raped. Daddy walked back up the stairs slowly and I lowered my head. My spirit was broken. I think that was the moment. I didn't care now what he did to me. It didn't matter anymore, I would never be the same again. His warm breath was on my thighs and then I felt his hands on my thighs. He spread them a little and I felt a warm wet tongue hit my pussy. I whimpered again. He licked up my slit, sliding inside. I shuddered, it felt really good. I was embarrassed and scared but I couldn't fight the physical reaction. He licked my clit and I felt a surge hit my crotch. My legs shook and I fought to stand still. He was licking furiously now and I was fighting to not feel it. I lost the battle pretty easily and came hard on his tongue. He squeezed my firm ass, holding his face against me as I convulsed. My humiliation took another leap as I had my first orgasm with a man and he was my rapist. I could feel my self-worth taking another shot in the stomach. Daddy would know. The food is ready and I gather it up. I am getting pretty good at carrying a lot of trays. I bring the food to everyone before I get theirs. He looks like he owns the world when I walk up. My panties are still on the table. I put his plate down without making eye contact. His buddies snicker. I slide the far plate over and feel his hand touch my thigh again. I don't react. I don't care. Whatever, I think as I stand back up. His hand stays there, sliding a little farther up under my skirt. I turn a little so Max can't see. I don't want the scene. "You guys need anything else?" I ask. "Not yet sweetie, but don't go too far." He says and gives my bare ass a little squeeze. Where can I go asshole, I think. I am stuck here literally. I will be here for the rest of my sad life, waiting on schmucks like you and letting you grab my ass. I turn away and walk slowly back to the counter. I sit on a stool and put my head in my hands. My life sucks. For the first time I feel the question cross my mind, what am I living for, what does it matter? I felt him stand up and move behind me. He grabbed my shirt and moved me. I shuffled over and he pushed me to my knees next to the coffee table. He pushed me over and I felt my breasts hit the cool glass. His hands were on my ass, rubbing and squeezing. "What a perfect little ass. So firm and smooth. You really are quite a treat sweetheart." He said. I closed my eyes and tried to think of happy things. I thought of my cute little cousins and the way they played in the pool. He spread my ass cheeks apart. I thought of my uncles and how they teased me. They had been teasing me for a few years. My Mom had three younger brothers. They were all nice, two of them married now with little kids. I felt something warm hit my ass and I realized his cock was now resting between my ass cheeks. I shuddered again and the happy thoughts left me in a rush. My despair and sadness returned as the tool that was going to rip away my virginity was lying on my young ass. He slid it up and down my ass a few times. I could tell it was rock hard and I felt his balls touch me as he pushed up. My breasts were hurting a little as they were squashed on the table. That took my mind off of the cock for a second and then I felt it touch my pussy. He was rubbing it around my hole. I could feel the moisture from my body as he moved it around. He pushed a little and the head nestled just inside me. I wiggled a little out of instinct. "Be patient, little one. You will get it soon. This little cunt was built for cock." He said and slapped my ass. He thought I wiggled out of excitement? I felt myself sink a little deeper. Did I move for that reason? Did I want him to rape me? Was I built for cock? Was that my only purpose? He pushed a little more in. I felt my body opening to him, there was no pain, only fullness. "This is the sweetest pussy I have ever felt. You should be proud little one. You are prime meat." He said. Meat, that was good. I was meat, just here for his pleasure and use. He pushed in a little more. It was starting to feel a little uncomfortable. It felt huge, I had no idea how big it was but it felt like a fricking telephone pole. I grunted as he slid a little more in. I tried to slow my breathing to prepare for the pain. I thought there would be pain, everyone said there was. Cindy lost her virginity last month to Tommy after the prom. She said it hurt like a mother fucker but then it felt a little good at the end. Somehow I doubted this was going to feel good at the end. "Honey, are you ok?" I hear a soothing voice and look up to see Sally. Sally has been working at the diner for a long time and she is sort of like our den mother. She is always very nice to me and I smile at her. She is a little out of focus and I realize I have been crying. My cheeks feel wet and I try to wipe them with my hands. "Oh, baby girl. What's wrong?" Sally says and pulls my hands away from my face. She has a tissue and wipes my cheeks while she holds my hands. "I'll be ok." I say and sit up a little, trying to put on a brave face. "Sure you will." She says and looks at me with a sarcastic smile. I smile back at her, she can see though me easily. I guess I am pretty easy to read nowadays. I stand up and straighten my apron. I grab the coffee pot. "Thank you Sally. Really, I will be ok." I say, lying through my teeth. She has a sad look on her face as I turn with the coffee pot. I go to the old couple first and they also look concerned. Great, now we have a pity party. I give them a quick smile and move on. I get to the biker's table and they are almost done. "You guys want dessert?" I ask, reaching for my pad. The other two order pie and then I turn to him. He looks at me and smiles. Here it comes. "Yes, I do. But I am trying to figure out how much it costs." He says and leans back, crossing his arms. I put my pad back in my apron and walk away. He grabbed my wet hair and wrenched my head up. I whimpered in pain. He put his other hand on my right hip. I was nervous, my life was about to change drastically. "Say goodbye to your precious little cherry, sweetheart." He whispered in my ear and pushed hard. I screamed into the tape as the pain shot through me. I had never felt anything like that. My insides felt like they were on fire and the ache was incredible. I felt his skin touch my ass as he buried himself in me. I was crying hard and squirming, trying to get him out of me as the burning pain wracked my young body. I felt like I had been stabbed, I guess I had. I tried to struggle but I couldn't move. He was pulling my hair harder now, like he was in a rodeo. He started pulling out and I screamed again. It hurt as bad coming out as it did going in. His cock felt like it was made of sandpaper as it ripped out of me. He pulled out of me. I took a deep breath and the pain started to recede. Just as I relaxed I felt him touch me again and then he pulled hard on my hair and jammed himself into me again. He grunted when he banged against my ass and I screamed again. The pain was worse this time. It was like he was tearing open a fresh wound. My tears were pooling up on the table and my body hurt so much I started to feel dizzy. He pulled out again and I felt his warm breath on my neck. "How does that feel, you little slut? Parading around in your little shorts and tops, flaunting that pussy and those tits around. How does it feel to get what you deserve?" He said and I felt his spit hit my neck. He rammed his cock into me again and started to hump me. He pumped about five times hard and then pulled out again. He slapped my ass and I heard him laugh. I felt him slide his cock up and down between my legs, it felt wet. He lined up again and jammed it home. He held it deep in me and adjusted his grip on my hair. He pulled back hard and my neck wrenched up again. It hurt but it didn't faze me compared to the burning torture I was feeling between my legs. He pulled out and began fucking me hard again. I grunted as he pounded me deep and hard. He was slamming into my ass with every stroke. I did feel like meat then now that I think of it. I bring the pie to the table and set it down. I look down and see five $100 dollar bills sitting on the table. I was about fed up with this guy. I grab the money and shove it into my apron. "Fine." I say and grab his arm. I pull him out of the booth and I see he has on a stupid grin as I drag him across the floor. I am glad Max and Sally are not in the kitchen as we go through. I take him out the back door and slam him against the back wall. I grab the waist of his pants and open his belt. I rip the snap open and pull down the zipper. I reach in and yank out his cock. It is still a little soft. I kneel down and suck it all the way into my mouth. I feel his hands on my head. I suck him for a minute and I feel him get hard in my mouth. I pull off and lean against the wall. I pull up my skirt and lift my right leg. I grab his hand and put it behind my right knee. "C'mon asshole, fuck me. You paid for it." I scream at him. He buries his cock in me immediately and starts ripping into me. I close my eyes. My neck was getting sore as he continued to yank on my hair with each thrust. My pussy was numb now. He was still savagely pounding it but the pain had gotten to the point where I couldn't process it anymore. I wondered how long he could go. I had no idea, no one had ever told me. Cindy said Tommy only lasted about 30 seconds but we had passed 30 seconds a long time ago. I felt a new pain as he hammered in deep again and held himself there. My thighs were pressed against the edge of the table and they hurt now. He was pushing hard and moving around, trying to get deeper. "Get ready cunt, I am going to fill your little pussy with enough seed to make three babies. You ready for that you little bitch?" He said and pulled back hard on my hair again. He pulled out a little and then rammed it back in. I heard him moan and I felt him shake a little. I didn't feel anything but a warmth deep within me. He was cumming in me and I had no protection. I wondered if I was going to have a lifetime reminder of this? I prayed that didn't happen. Praying while you were being raped, that was a good touch. How could I love a child that came out of this? How could I not love a child? Again, my sadness overwhelmed me and I started to sob again. He let go of my hair and I laid my head on the cool table. He pulled out slowly and I felt him move away. I lay across my glass coffee table and cried. The biker rips my young pussy for about 5 minutes and cums hard. He pulls out and I lower my leg, smooth my skirt and go back into the diner. I grab the coffee pot on my way by and go to my tables. The old couple wants their check so I pull it out. She pulls out her little change purse and starts counting coins. So cute. I look at the two friends and they are done with their pie. I grab their empty plates and take them to the kitchen without even making eye contact. I slam the check down on the table and they jump. I walk away with no expression. Who am I mad at? Not him, he is only doing what he normally does. I am mad at myself. Have I become a whore, a slut who will fuck at the drop of a hat? When did I go from virgin cheerleader to alley slut? I stop and put down the pot of coffee. I know the answer to that one. Duh. I just don't know when or where it will stop. How far will I fall? He walks past me to his table. I don't look back on purpose. I go behind the counter and get a fresh rag. When I look up they are gone. I walk over and clear their table. I wipe it perfectly clean and then move to the old people's table. There is a little pile of money. They have counted out the exact change for their small bill. It is under $10. There is a $20 bill sitting there with a little note. I pick it up and read it – "Sweetheart, Don't give up." I sit down in their booth and cry. I feel hands grab my hands and Sally is sitting across from me. I look at her through my tears. "Baby girl, do you want to talk?" She says in a sweet calm voice. "No, not right now. Maybe later." I say, secretly praying she won't take no for an answer. "Ok, when you are ready." She says and puts a tissue in my hands. I wipe my eyes and cheeks and take a deep breath. I stuff the $20 and the note in my apron. I feel the $500 dollars as I slide the note in. Another feeling of despair runs over me. Am I officially a whore now? I did just fuck for money. That is pretty much a no-brainer. At least I am expensive. I slide out of the booth and check my other tables. I felt him grab my hair and pull me to my feet. I screamed a little into the tape. It hurt as he yanked my hair hard. I stood and my legs were a little wobbly. My crotch hurt bad. I could feel something warm and wet running down my inner thighs. I couldn't imagine what that was. I felt his breath again on my neck. "Ok, little one, I am going to take the tape off your mouth. No sound, right?" I heard his cruel voice and I nodded. He pulled the tape off slowly and I worked hard to not make a noise as the pain ripped across my skin. Fresh tears ran down my cheeks. "Good girl, that must have really hurt and you were nice and quiet." He laughed in my ear. He pushed me down and I fell to my knees. He pulled my hair to get me to look up at him. He still had on the ski mask but his eyes were cruel. "Now, sweet thing, you are going to suck me hard so I can fuck you again." He said with a chuckle. He let go of my hair and I saw his soft cock swaying in front of my face. He grabbed it with his hand and lifted it to my lips. He rubbed it across my lips and face. "Open up sweetheart." He said in a soft voice. I opened my young mouth and he placed the soft cock on my tongue. I didn't know what to do. "Suck it in baby. Don't tell me you haven't sucked a cock. A little prick tease like you. You have probably sucked off the entire school to keep them out of your pants." He said. I closed my mouth around his cock. I sucked a little and pulled more into my mouth. It tasted strange and then I realized I was tasting myself. This cock has just taken my precious virginity. I closed my eyes and tried to think of something else. "Oh God, that mouth is sweet. I knew it would be. I bet all of your holes are sweet. That pretty face looks even better with a cock sticking out of it." He continued to abuse me as I sucked him. I could feel him getting harder and filling my mouth. He was pushing it into my face. It moved to the back of my throat and I gagged. He slapped my face hard. "Open up your throat cunt." He said and jammed his entire length down my throat. I felt his pubic hair on my face as he held me against him. I realized I couldn't breathe and I started to panic. I tried to pull away from him but he held me tight. I was suffocating on a cock. That would be about right. I felt the air rush back into my lungs as he let go of me and moved away. I fell face first onto the carpet and struggled to get my breath back. The rest of my shift is non-eventful and I look up to see it is 4:10. I clear off my last table and go behind the counter. I pull off my apron and hang it on the hook. "Max, I am going to go." I say in a small voice through the window and see his head pop up. "Ok, baby girl. Nice work today. You wanna come in tomorrow?" He asks. "Sure, Max, what time?" I ask. "We do need help with the breakfast rush if you can make it in." He says. "Sure, I will be here by 8:00." I say. "Great, sweetie. Good to have you back." He says and smiles big. I feel a little sense of self-worth as I hit the door. I actually feel myself smile a little as the fresh air hits me in the face. I am almost to the car when I hear the roar of an engine and the motorcycle pulls between me and my car. He is looking at me with a weird expression on his face. "Get on." He says. Stolen Innocence Ch. 03 (This story is part 3 of a series and would make a lot more sense if you read from the beginning) * I put my hands on my hips and look at him. "Bite me." I say. "Sure, baby, anything you want. But right now, you need to get on the bike. I paid good money for that pussy and I am not done with it yet. You didn't think you were worth that much for one fuck, did you?" he says. I feel the wind get knocked out of me. I should walk right past him. I should run back into the diner. However, I remember I am trash now and swing my left leg over the seat. I feel the smooth leather on my thighs as I scoot up behind him. "Hang on baby. Wouldn't want that pretty face messed up by the concrete." He says and starts off slowly. I wrap my arms around him and pull my body tight to his. The wind whips my hair and my skirt around as we fly down the street. I lay my head on his back and close my eyes. My mind wanders easily as the sound of the motor drowns out everything except my memories. He pulled my hair again and I got to my knees. I felt something pushed into my mouth. It was cloth. I gagged a little as he pushed it deep. He pulled the tape across my mouth again and I worked the cloth to the front of my mouth. "There, that's better. Your pretty little panties should help muffle the sound even more." He said with a laugh. He pulled me to my feet. I stood shivering. "God Damn, you are even prettier than I thought you would be." He said and squeezed my left breast. He pinched my nipple and I whimpered. He laughed and pinched it again hard. I whimpered and jumped a little. He laughed again. He twisted my nipple and the pain ripped through my young breast. "Feel good, you little bitch? You have no idea how long I have waited to punish this hot little body." He said in my ear and twisted my nipple again. I jumped up and down and my tears flowed fresh. My skin felt like it was ripping. My nipples had always been sensitive and this was hurting bad. He twisted the other nipple and I screamed again. He threw me down on the couch and moved on top of me quickly. He yanked my legs apart and lined up his cock over my sore pussy. "Look at me cunt. I want to see your eyes as I fuck you again." He said and I looked at his face. He jammed his cock deep into me and I screamed into my panties. It hurt worse than before. I was still tight but now I was also sore. He felt like he was ripping off a scab. I was crying hard and them I felt him grab both nipples. I opened my eyes and saw his cruel eyes looking at me. He pulled out slowly and then pushed hard into me as he twisted both nipples. I jumped and screamed. He stops the motorcycle in front of an old house. There are a bunch of bikes parked in front. He gets off the bike and takes my hand. I swing off and notice a wet spot on his seat. "Dammit girl, you leaked all over my seat." He says and grabs my uniform skirt and wipes off his seat. I stand there like an idiot and then he pulls me behind him as we walk toward the house. I follow like a puppy as we go through the front door. There are at least 10 guys gathered around the front room. Some are watching TV, some are playing cards but all are drinking beer. There are a lot of beer cans around. "Hey, Denny. Nice piece you got there. Trolling the daycares now?" I hear one of them say and a roar of laughter follows. "She is a hot one. Look at those fucking legs! We gonna get a shot at that when you're done?" Another voice and another roar. We walk past the table with the card game and he stops to talk to one of the guys. I don't really listen closely to their conversation. I am looking out at the sea of guys. They are all staring at me, most of them rubbing themselves and licking their lips. I feel like a rabbit in the lion's cage. I feel something touch my leg and I turn. The guy he is talking to is rubbing my left leg while he is talking to my biker. He seems to be sort of a leader. His hand moves up my inner thigh and my legs spread a little instinctively. He runs his hand between my legs and cups my ass. He pulls back across my pussy and slides a finger between my moist lips. I shiver. "The game room should be open." I hear the leader biker say and his hand grabs my inner thigh. "Thanks." My biker who I guess is named Denny says. "Sweetheart, I don't know where he got you but if you get tired of this schmuck I will be right here. I would love to get a hold of a sweet piece like you." The leader says and looks right at me with piercing blue eyes. I just stare and then Denny pulls me away. He drags me down the hall as the guys continue to make obscene noises and yell out what they would do to my body. He opens a door and leads me into a room. He closes the door and walks me over to a pool table. He lifts me and sits me on the edge. He doesn't waste any time as he moves between my legs and kisses me hard. I am taken a little by surprise and his tongue darts into my mouth. I gag a little and make a grunting noise. He pulls away and looks at me. He really does look ok, he is not your typical biker. He is clean shaven, his hair is short and he has all his teeth. His smile is actually kind of nice. My nipples felt like they were on fire and the pain was competing with the pain in my crotch. I couldn't focus on either as he hammered my sore little pussy and continued to twist my nipples. I was screaming through my panties to try and take my mind off the hurt that was ripping through my young body. My entire body was being pummeled as he stroked in and out. My legs were flailing and I felt like I would fly across the room if the couch wasn't on top of me. My eyes struggled to focus on him, he was smiling behind the ski mask. I could see his teeth. He seemed to be enjoying himself. "Baby girl, this pussy is so sweet and I love these little tits. They are perfect. I may have to come back for seconds after tonight." He said. My eyes opened wide. The fear spread through me again. Would he stalk me forever? Would I ever be safe? Could I go through this again? I felt him pull my nipples hard and my boobs stretched out to him. He let go of them and grabbed my legs. He spread me really wide and pushed my legs back against the couch. They were next to my head and he was driving his cock deeper into me. I whimpered and a fresh set of tears followed the new pain. Denny smiles as he unbuttons my uniform from the top. He opens five buttons and the uniform top opens wide. He looks at my plain white bra and laughs. He pulls the uniform down over my arms and pulls my arms free. My uniform gathers loosely at my waist. He reaches behind me and unsnaps my bra. He pulls it off me and tosses it aside. My boobs bounce free in front of his eyes. "Wow, these are gorgeous." He says and cups my boobs gently. I tense up and he stops. "Relax, baby girl. I'm not gonna hurt you. Have you been hurt before?" He says with a strange look of concern on his face. I look at this guy. Are you kidding me? Is he really trying to show compassion after he paid me $500 to fuck me who knows how many times? Is this guy for real? I look into his eyes and I swear I see compassion. He rubs my boobs gently as he looks at me. He kisses my forehead and then my cheeks, my nose, and then my lips very lightly. I feel my body respond to his light touch and move towards him slightly. "That's it sweetie, you are going to be fine." He says and then covers my mouth with his. This time I meet his tongue with mine and we kiss deep and long. I feel my nipples harden between the kiss and his fingers massaging my chest. He moves closer and wraps his arms around me. I feel my breath leave my body in a slow breath. I feel myself calm down and the pleasure takes center stage in my mind. Can this be? Am I not so far gone that I can still experience pleasure? He moves back and pushes me gently back on the table. My legs are hanging off the edge and he lifts them up and put my feet on the edge of the table, spreading me open. He pushes my uniform up to my waist and my pussy opens to him. The cruel man was still drilling me and I was wondering how long he could keep it up. Would he rape me all night? My legs were still pushed into the back of the couch and his body was now all over me. His face was next to mine and his chest against mine. His cock continued to hammer my young pussy relentlessly. I smelled him again. "You precious little cunt. This is the best pussy I have had my entire life. I just want to fuck you forever. Would you like that, baby? You seem to be handling it pretty well and I have to say you are even prettier with your sweet little legs spread wide open. I may have to take some pictures so I have a souvenir." He said directly in my ear. I tried to focus on something other than him but it was hard. He was controlling my body and my mind with his intensity. I felt like I was just there for him to use however he wanted. I was nothing other than a tool for his pleasure and a place for him to deposit cum. I was a cum slut, a whore. My mind reeled with all the names I had heard for girls like me. I closed my eyes as he rammed into me again and again. Denny moves closer and I feel his cock touch me. I am looking at the ceiling, trying to memorize the ceiling tiles. He enters me easily. I marvel at how loose I am now, just two weeks after being a virgin. He slides into me slowly. I feel myself open to him but there is no pain associated with it. I just lay there as he slides in and out slowly. I can tell he is trying to be gentle. I chuckle a little to myself. Here I am spread open on a pool table in a biker house and the guy fucking me is trying to be gentle. That is funny. I feel him pick up my legs and open me more. The ceiling is interesting. I can see animals in the tiles. I notice my tennis shoes in the air over my head. That looks strange at first until I figure out he is bending me in half. Been here before. He is grunting and then I feel him push against me. His skin is warm and feels a little nice on my sore crotch. I feel a warmth deep inside me and another load of cum enters my young womb. He holds himself there as I stare at the ceiling. I feel him pull out slowly and his body disconnects from mine. I see a rabbit on that tile. The cruel man, that was my name for him now. It fit and somehow made me feel a little better. He was cruel. Somehow he had managed to trap my legs between us and free his hands to grab my nipples again. I whimpered at the pain. He twisted them really hard and then slammed into me. I heard him make a groaning sound and then felt him cum inside me again. He twisted my nipples harder and I screamed as loud as I could. He opened his eyes and stared at me. He twisted harder and smiled as he finishing emptying his balls into me. I took a deep breath as he let go of my breasts. Another quick surge of pain as the blood re-entered my nipples. He stood up and looked down at me. I was still spread open. I could feel the cum leaking out of me. My nipples must be red, they felt swollen and they really hurt. He laughed at me. "If your sweet Daddy could see his little girl now. I don't know if you have ever been prettier." He said and I felt my heart drop. I pictured my Daddy looking down at me. What would he say? How could he ever look at me again, much less love me? My tears were a river down my cheeks. I noticed him moving and I looked up to see a camera pointed at me. The flash blinded me as he took a picture of my humiliation. It was captured forever and now he could revisit his conquest anytime he wanted. I thought for the first time who he could be. Was he a neighbor? A friend? Someone who lived close by? He had to know me, he knew too much about me. He knew me, the fear shot through me. He would see me again and know what he did. He would see me in the same pose I am now every time he looked at me and I would never know who it was. The ceiling continues to fascinate me as I lie there. I see other animals and wonder if I am going insane. If the animals start to move I am done. I feel movement and he enters me again. I feel hands on my boobs and I look. It isn't him. It is one of his friends from the restaurant. He is moving in and out of me a little harder than Denny had done. I just lay there and look at him. He doesn't look like a stereotypical biker either. He is a little dorky, actually. I take a deep breath and look at the ceiling again. I have fallen even farther. I stare into space as a man I don't even know plows into my pussy. The cruel man zipped up his pants and picked up his roll of tape and his knife. He leaned forward and touched my open pussy with the knife. I sucked in my breath. He ran the blade up my inner thighs and back down. I felt the blade slide between my lips and move back and forth. He must have the sharp end up, I thought or I was too numb to feel him cutting me. "Do you know how easy it would be to just jam this knife into your sweet cunt?" He said as he moved the knife around. I whimpered in fear. Was he going to kill me now? Did I wish he would? I wouldn't have to worry about what people thought or look into my Daddy's eyes. "It would be fun to watch it slice you wide open. But, that would be a shame. A sweet cunt like this should be left to pleasure as many men as possible so maybe we won't mess it up. And then again.." He paused and I saw him lift the knife and point it right at my pussy. He moved it closer and I felt the cold metal touch my soft insides. I closed my eyes and waited for the pain. The metal moved and then left. I opened my eyes and he was gone. I took a breath and wondered what I would do now. The friend biker finishes in me and moves to my head. He takes a handful of my blonde hair and wipes his cock clean. I just lay there. I feel more movement between my legs and then another cock enters me. The other friend is fucking me now. He lifts my legs for leverage and I just look at the ceiling. I wonder if all of the guys will come back here one by one. Can I fuck them all? I don't see why not, all I have to do is lie here. He grunts and pushes into me hard, filling me up again. "What the fuck is going on?" I hear Denny's voice. The other friend pulls out of me and I feel a fresh load of cum leak out of me. The pool table must be a mess. Denny moves closer. "Denny, we thought she was fair game." The friend says. "Get the fuck out of here." Denny says. I hear the guys shuffle out and the door close. He grabs my hands and lifts me up. He looks angry. I am out of it and don't really care. "What the fuck were you doing? Were you going to fuck the whole house?" He screams at me. I look at him and tilt my head. I don't say anything but I can feel my own anger rising. He is not backing down. I slide off the table and my legs are a little wobbly. My skirt falls down over my legs but my uniform is still bunched at my waist. I pull it up and slide my right arm through the sleeve. "Well, do you have anything to say?" he says. "What do you want me to say? Am I not the right kind of whore for you? Did I fail biker slut 101?" I say and pull my left arm into the sleeve. "You could have fought them a little." He says. I look at him and I had had enough. I stop trying to button my uniform and walk to the door. He grabs my arm and I spin around. "Get your fucking hands off me. Obviously I can't even do slut right. Leave me the fuck alone." I say and rip my arm away from him. I run to the door and pull it open. I move through it quickly. I move into the big room and notice all the guys looking at me. "Nice tits." I hear immediately. I look down to see my uniform open to my waist and my little boobs bouncing around. I pull my uniform together and keep walking. "Wait." I hear Denny say. "Fuck You!" I scream as loud as I can. I make the front door and two guys move out of my way. They laugh as I go by. I hit the front porch and run down the steps. I start walking down the street, not sure what I am doing or where I am going. I start buttoning my uniform as I walk. I am crying and then I am not. I don't know what to do. I keep walking. I remember the feeling of confusion and think back to sitting on my couch with my legs spread open and my rapist's cum leaking out of my sore pussy. I closed my legs and leaned over on the couch. I curled up and cried myself to sleep. I awoke to my Mom shaking me hard. She was screaming for my Dad and crying. I looked up at her and saw she was a mess. I blinked through the sleep in my eyes. I realized I was still taped. My shoulders were sore now and my mouth was really dry. Mom reached down and pulled the tape slowly off my mouth. I whimpered as the pain shot through me. She screamed "No" when she saw my panties fall out of my mouth. I heard my father scream a profanity as he ran into the living room. He touched my leg and I flinched. He pulled away and looked really scared. My Mom was looking down at me with her hand over her mouth and crying. I heard my Father tell her to call the police and she left the room. Stolen Innocence Ch. 04 (This is part four in a series and will make much more sense if you read them all in order) * My Daddy started talking to me in a calm sweet voice as he turned me over to get to my hands. He unwrapped the duct tape from my wrists and I let out a moan of pain as I moved my arms forward. I rolled back over onto my back and my Daddy was looking down at his naked 18 year old daughter. I closed my eyes and turned my head. I was ruined to him. How could he ever love me the same again? I felt a blanket moving over me. I started to cry again. I am starting to get a little worried as I walk through the neighborhood. How far was the diner? It didn't seem like it had been far but am I headed in the right direction? I am such a loser. I am probably going to walk right into more trouble. I look around at the houses and think that is a pretty likely outcome. I just keep walking. The police came and then the ambulance. There were a lot of people in our living room and most all of them saw me naked. Either the detectives when they said they need to see my body for signs of assault or the paramedics when they examined me or the police officers who were just standing around when I was lifted onto the gurney. Whatever, let's all look at the little raped virgin. Don't see that every day. The rest of the day was a blur. A lot of people talked to me and I remember none of them. I am sure they gave me great information and advice but I heard nothing. The feeling of the knife in my pussy, my nipples being twisted, and the searing pain when he ripped through my virginity. That is what went through my head the rest of that day. I woke up the next morning and I was very sore. I was in bed for two days before I had the strength or desire to get up. I remember that was the first time I felt the intense apathy hit me. My Mom asked me if I wanted a shower and I didn't really care one way or the other. I had been cleaned up obviously but not really. I didn't care if I took a shower and washed the feel of him off of me. I just shrugged. She eventually stopped asking me questions. She got tired of the shrugs. She just started doing. The warm shower did feel good. The first week passed quickly and I did go back to school the next Monday. No one at school knew anything, just that Taylor went through something and she was different. I did get dressed nicely, well Mom dressed me nicely. I remember looking in the mirror and recognizing the girl who used to be Taylor. But the eyes were different and that girl was not me. I keep walking and reach the end of the street. I look both ways, unsure of which way to go. I feel hopeless, I will never find my way back home. I am turning right when I hear the engine behind me. Denny pulls up beside me and looks at me. I keep walking. "Come on honey, let me take you back to your car." He says. "Fuck you, I will mess up your precious seat." I say and keep walking. "I am so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you and I was an idiot." He says. I stop and look at him. I shake my head and keep walking. "What do I need to do to convince you? I like you. I was stupid, can we start over?" He says. He pulls up next to me. I stop and think about my situation. Get on the bike and get back to my car or keep walking and most likely get raped and killed. I seriously consider the raped and killed option before I swing my leg over his seat and scoot up behind him. He has me at my car in a matter of minutes. I get off the bike and open my car door. I start the car and pull away without looking at him. Mom is sitting at the kitchen table when I walk in. I must look horrible because she gasps as I walk into the kitchen. I remember our shopping trip as soon as I look at her. "Oh Mom, I am sorry." I say. "Where have you been? I called Max and he said you got on a motorcycle with a boy." She says. I don't know what to say. Well, Mom I took a ride to a biker house and got gang-fucked. No, that won't go over good. Well, Mom this boy paid me $500 to fuck me and two of his friends fucked me accidentally. Not much better. "Taylor, where were you and what were you doing?" Mom says, her voice rising. I can feel my agony rising and I start to cry. "What has happened to you? Talk to me." She says. "Oh, I don't know Mom, maybe I got brutally fucking raped in my own living room? That would be a good start." I say and turn to leave the room. I hear her crying behind me and I think I hear an apology before I hit the stairs. I go into my room and fall onto my bed. I cry for a while and then curl up into a ball. I feel something stabbing me and I reach into my uniform pocket and pull out the wad of money and a piece of paper. "Sweetheart, Don't give up." I fall asleep crying, holding the crumpled paper. I wake up and I feel crusty. The cum has dried on my thighs and it feels gross. I am so dirty. I crawl out of bed and slip out of my uniform. My panties and bra are gone and I have no idea where they are. I walk into the bathroom and take a shower. The warm water brings me back to life for a moment. I finish, slip into my robe and go into my room. My uniform is on the floor and it is filthy. I pick it up and carry it to the washing machine. I stuff it in and start the washer. I should be hungry but I'm not. I sit in my room and comb my wet hair while the washer finishes. I move the uniform to the dryer and go to bed. I am asleep the minute my head hits the pillow. I dream of my rape again and wake up the next morning screaming. My Mom is at my side and hugs me. "Baby, it will be ok." She says and holds me. I stop screaming and just sit in my Mom's arms. I look at the clock and see it is 6:10. "Mom, I have to work at 8:00 but can we go shopping after please?" I whisper. "Yes, baby, yes. We will go as soon as you get home."Mom answers and continues to hold me. "Thanks, Mom." I say and think my voice sounded a little excited. I shower again and go back to my room. My uniform is on my bed, perfect again. I put on my set of yellow lace bra and panties and slip my uniform on. I am at work by 7:30 and Max is glad. The place is packed. I put on my apron and get right to work. I run around like a wild girl the entire morning. I am so thankful for that as the memories don't have time to haunt me. My shift ends before I realize it and I jump in my car. Mom and I hit the mall and I am almost perky. I still feel a little worthless and used but I try hard to not let it show. Mom seems happy and we do find a pretty white sundress that I could wear to graduation. It is relatively short and shows my pretty legs. The top has straps but they aren't spaghetti. It really is very cute and I do like the way I look in it. The next week in school goes by without incident. No one messes with me but then again no one talks to me. No one knows what to do. I am not the same and they cannot figure out what to do with me so they ignore me. I can see it in their eyes. I have turned into a stuck-up bitch who doesn't have time for anyone anymore. Oh well, if that is how they want to justify it so be it. It will probably be better that way. Life at home is stable at best. My parents are confused on what to do. Mom is trying to ignore it and pretend nothing ever happened. Daddy is reacting exactly how I feared. He looks at me with sad eyes. I am not his little girl anymore. He has seen me raped and naked and that is what he sees now when he looks at me. I can tell. He is trying to smile but he is sad. I go to my room and cry at least twice a day after he looks at me. Stable, at best. Graduation is coming and my party is planned for a Saturday. The entire family is coming. It will be the first time they have gathered since my birthday. I am scared. I know the memory will return and I will go through it all over again. None of them know what happened. Mom and Dad have decided to keep it within our family. Well, except for my therapist of course. That is always a treat. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that being raped is going to mess you up. I don't understand why we have to pay someone to tell me that. The day of my party arrives and I feel ok. I put on my pretty dress and I do look very cute. I have to wear my sheer white panties so they won't show through the light material. I don't wear a bra and the dress looks darling. It comes down about 4 inches above my knees. I straighten my blonde hair and it falls softly over my shoulders. I take a deep breath and go downstairs. The family is already arriving. My little cousins come up and hug my legs. They don't reach much higher than that. My aunts hug me and kiss me on the cheeks. My uncles hug me hard and I feel my boobs squash into them. Uncle Jack even lifts me up a little and my legs dangle. One of the uncles is not here yet. I go into the kitchen to see if Mom needs any help. She is a whirling dervish and tells me to get out of there and go mingle with my guests. I don't argue and go back into the living room. I notice my other uncle has arrived with his family. His name is Tony and he is the youngest of the brothers. He has three of the cutest kids. They all run over to me and hug me. All of them hug my legs except for the oldest. She is 6 and a little taller. Her arms actually come across my butt as she squeezes me. Uncle Tony's wife tells me I look adorable and kisses me. Uncle Tony says she is right and gives me a big hug. My boobs press against his chest and he lifts me off my feet a little too. I go outside with the little kids and start playing with them. The day goes by pretty quick and I have a good time. I am starting to feel a little better. After dinner everyone is sitting in the living room. I go upstairs to go to the bathroom. I come out and meet Uncle Tony in the hallway. He stops in front of me and smiles. "Baby girl, you look so precious." He says and I blush. "Thanks." I say. "You have grown up so fast." He says and grabs my hands. I shrug shyly as he looks at me. He is very cute and I have always had a crush on him since I was little. He has just turned 30 so he was relatively young when I was little. He pulls me in and hugs me. I feel his hard chest against my soft boobs. He runs his hands over my back a little and pulls away. He kisses me on the forehead. I smile at him. "Where are you gonna go to school?" he asks. "I really don't know." I say. College has never really been discussed lately. We have been surviving day-to-day around here. He kisses me on the forehead and then on the nose. "Maybe you should take a year off and see what you want to do?" He says. "Maybe." I say. "I do need a secretary. You could work for me for a while until you figure it out." He says. I look at him and he kisses me on the cheek. I don't move and he kisses me lightly on the lips. I am stunned but it does feel a little nice. He kisses me on the lips again, this time pausing a little and then pulling back. I can feel my body reacting. I cannot process much else as my thoughts are a mess. He is taking me to a place where my worthless feelings are strongest. Now I think of my Aunt and the sadness hits me hard. I am messing up her marriage. I am forcing her husband to cheat on her. He kisses me again and I feel his mouth open slightly. He takes his arms from around me and pushes me against the wall. My body takes over and my mouth opens to meet his. Our tongues meet and wrap around each other. He pushes into me and I feel his cock on my stomach. Oh God, what am I doing? Even through the confusion I know this is wrong but I can't stop him. His hand touches my chest and grabs my boob. He kisses me harder. I close my eyes, I am in turmoil. Pull away, my mind is screaming. My body doesn't care anymore. I am trash and this is exactly the kind of thing that trashy girls do. Seduce their uncle. He pulls the strap of my dress off my left shoulder and pulls my dress down until my boob pops out. He grabs it and starts to rub it. "Perfect little tits. You are so beautiful." He whispers. My uncle should not be talking about my tits. The feelings return and I close my eyes and let him do whatever he wants. He reaches under my dress and rubs my thigh. I feel him pull my panties down to my thighs and run his finger up my slit. I am getting wet and he slips the finger into my pussy a little. He moves down and pushes my panties down off my thighs. They slip down my legs and land around my ankles. He picks up my left foot to step out of them and then lifts my right leg up, his hand behind my knee. I hear his zipper and I feel a tear leave my eye. My own uncle knows I am trash. How does he know? Is it that obvious? How does he know he can fuck me just by looking at me? I feel his cock touch me and slide right up my pussy. I grunt. He moves his hips around and then slides out. He pushes back in and then starts pumping. My boobs are bouncing as he pounds me. His head is next to mine. "Baby, you are so sweet." He whispers. I try to stay still and ignore him. "This is the best pussy I have ever had. This little cunt is built for cock." He whispers. My eyes pop open and I immediately smell a strong scent of cinnamon and coffee. I look into his eyes and I see cruelty. I scream the loudest I have ever screamed in my life. He pulls out of me and drops me to the floor. I crumble to the ground, still screaming. He is zipping up and fixing his clothes. I hear people and then I see my Daddy in the hallway. I am still screaming. He jumps down and takes me by the shoulders. I realize my left boob is still out in the open. "Baby, what's wrong?" Daddy looks at me. I stop screaming and start to shake. Daddy asks me again. I look up and Mom is there with a lot of people behind her. "It is him." I whisper. Daddy looks at me with a weird look on his face. "What?" he asks. "It was him, Daddy. He raped me." I whisper, now through tears. "No, no. She's crazy. What is she talking about?" Uncle Tony says. Daddy looks up at him and I could see he is angry. "Tom, she tried to seduce me right here. She pulled her dress down and basically attacked me." Uncle Tony says. Daddy looks back at me, now noticing my bare boob and my panties lying next to my feet. "Daddy, it was him." Was I could say. "Honey, this is Uncle Tony. Do you know what you are saying?" My Mom says, now kneeling next to me. I look at my Mom and see her sad face. He is her brother and I am just her ruined daughter. I realize no one is going to believe me. My Mom is doubting me and if she doubts me then no one else will even give it the time of day. "Baby girl, think about what you are saying." Daddy says and I turn to him. He pulls up my dress over my boob and looks at me. I see sadness in his eyes. I burst into sobbing tears. "Oh Daddy, I'm so sorry. I didn't want it to happen. I'm so sorry." I say, blubbering. He hugs me. My head is on his shoulder and I whisper softly in his ear. "Daddy, it was him. I smelled cinnamon and coffee and he said the same thing the man said. I know it was him Daddy. Please believe me." I whisper in my father's ear. He picks me up and carries me into my room. I lay my head against his chest and pray. He carries me into my room and lays me on my bed. I curl up into a ball, sobs are racking my body. I look up at my Daddy. "Daddy, I tried to stop him. He was too strong and he hurt me. He said he would hurt you. I tried, Daddy, I tried." I say until the sobs get too strong for me to talk. He kneels down beside my bed. His eyes are focused on me. The eyes I have been avoiding ever since that night. The eyes that looked sad when he looked at me. He has barely spoken to me for the last month. I was sure I had lost him. I had lost my Daddy. His eyes still look sad. He reaches out and pushes my hair off my face. His touch is soft. My sobbing is slowing down. My heart is broken though. My family now thinks I am just a crazy slut that accused her own uncle of rape. "Baby girl. I apologize to you." He says. I stop crying and look at him. "I am so sorry. I have not been supportive of you at all. You have been through hell and I have not been there for you. I was angry and I guess every time I looked at you I got angrier. I am sorry, baby. Can you forgive me?" He asks and I see a tear escape his eye. "Oh Daddy." I say and reach for him. He hugs me hard. I feel his strength as he squeezes me. I feel warm and safe for the first time in a very long time. I hear his soft voice. "Baby, I believe you." He whispers in my ear. I pull back immediately and look at his face. His eyes are not sad anymore. They look angry. "What do I do, Daddy? You are the only one that believes me. What do I do?" I say in a soft voice. He hugs me again. "I don't know, baby, I just don't know." He whispers. Stolen Innocence Ch. 05 (This is part 5 of a series and will make much more sense if you read them in order) * The next two weeks are torture. My mom barely speaks to me. I can tell she is furious with me. My parents argue constantly. My father is defending me and my Mom is saying I am obviously disturbed. My therapist thinks I am trying to find an outlet for my anger and my uncle just happened to walk by. I even hear my Mom tell my Dad she thinks I have turned into a slut. "She was fucking him in the hallway!", I overheard her saying. She had obviously talked to Uncle Tony and he was giving her details. My school life sucks huge. My breakdown got around school and so did the story of my rape. People look at me strange when I walk by and no one talks to me. The boys are disgusting when they look at me and the girls look like they are disgusted with me. Yeah, it is loads of fun. Work is sort of ok. I am able to hold it together most of the time but I spend a lot of time in the alley crying. Max isn't sure what to do, I feel sorry for him, he wants to help me so bad. Sally is sweet but she doesn't want to talk details. They know what happened, the whole town seems to know. Nothing comes of my accusation. Mom refuses to let the DA pursue the case. She says it is not true and I am just upset so it sorta dies. My extended family doesn't speak to me anymore. The only family member that talks to me is my Dad. He is still sad but not when he looks at me. When he looks at me his eyes light up and he hugs me. He is the only thing keeping me going, my only fan. I wonder how long I can go on but I am just trying to take it one day at a time. I am at work on a normal Wednesday and he walks in. Denny, but he is alone. He sits in a booth in the corner. It isn't very busy and he is in my section. I take a deep breath and walk over. He looks up at me and nods to the seat across from him. I slide into the booth. "I heard what happened." He says. I just nod. Where was this going? Random thoughts fly through my head. Does he want me to become the house slut? That would be fitting. He just stares at me for a little while. "Tell me." He says softly. "Tell you what?" I say. "Tell me everything. That is what hurt you, changed you. I see past that, I see what you were. Tell me about the thing that changed you." He says. I stare at him. What an interesting creature. That strange line runs through my head. I look over at the counter. Sally is motioning for me to stay and is making hand gestures like she will cover the floor. I look back at him. He shows no emotion, he is just looking at me with what looks like indifference. I figure what the hell. I tell him everything, from the birthday party all the way through my graduation party and then everything up to now. He sits patiently and lets me talk. He doesn't stop me or even ask any questions. I finish and look at him for a reaction. There is none. He reaches out and takes my hands. "I believe you and I am so sorry for how I treated you. That was not what you needed. I hope you can forgive me one day." He says and stands up. He still has my left hand in his and he pulls it to his mouth and kisses it. "Goodbye Taylor." He says and walks out. Fuck! Well, that was productive. I'm not even worthy of being a biker slut. Was that what I was wishing for? What the hell was that all about? I am very confused and I slide out of the booth. I straighten my uniform and finish my shift. Three more weeks pass. School is over, thank god. I am now working full time at the diner. It looks like maybe this is going to be my life. My parents are on the verge of a divorce. The only time they ever talk it ends up in a screaming fit. We still all live together but it is a little weird. Daddy is still in my corner and I think I will be able to make it now with just that. I never see any of my family anymore. I miss my little cousins terribly and I can only imagine what they must think of me. It makes me sad to think of it so I try my best to forget about them. It is a lazy Sunday. Daddy and I are watching a NASCAR race. Mom is in the kitchen washing dishes I think. She thinks of reasons not to be in the same room with us most of the time. I hear the doorbell and I get up to go answer it. I open the door and Denny is there. I can see there are guys behind him. He grabs my arm and pulls me into the room. I scream a little and Daddy jumps up. One of the other guys pulls a gun and everyone freezes. I see Mom come out of the kitchen and she stops in her tracks. "Ok, everyone calm down." Denny says. "Mom, Dad, please take a seat on the couch." He says and points. He pulls me over near the couch. Dad looks really mad and Mom just looks incredibly frightened. He pulls something out of his jacket. It looks like a DVD of some sort. He hands it to me. "Put this in your DVD player, please." He says to me. I looked at him and he cracks a small smile. I am very confused and I slide the disc in and hit play. He sits me down in the chair and goes to stand behind the couch. All of his guys are arranged behind him. I think that looks a little strange. Did they come here to watch a movie? This is weird. I hear sound and turn to look at the screen. It is the inside of the biker house. I recognize the furniture. There looks to be around 10 guys sitting around. I hear someone come into the room and hear the guys welcome Denny. He walks into the scene and is motioning to someone. I gasp when Uncle Tony walks into the picture. He looks like he is drunk but he is very happy. He slaps a couple of guys on the back and sits down on one of the couches. I hear Mom say something. "What did you bastards do to him?" She says to Denny. "Shut up bitch and just watch." He screams at her. She turns and I can see her face is red with anger. I can hear the conversation on the screen very clearly. I figure out quickly that Denny must have been wearing a microphone. He sits next to Uncle Tony. There must have been a porno movie on the screen in the biker house. "Look at that bitch." Denny says to Tony. "Yeah, she is fine. I would do her in a minute." Tony says and laughs. One of the other guys makes a joke about Tony lasting a minute and everyone laughs. Tony laughs with them, he is feeling no pain. "She looks like she is 16." One of the other guys says. "Well, the flick is called -- Fall of the Virgin." Another guy says. "Man, I love fucking virgins." One of the other bikers chimes in. "Like you ever got one, Tiny." I hear Denny's voice. I look over and notice that all of the guys standing behind Denny are the same ones in the video. I find Tiny and he smiles at me. I have no idea what is going on. I turn back to the screen when I hear Uncle Tony's voice. "I got one." Tony says and a couple of bikers clap him on the back. "No shit, was she fine?" Tiny says. "Oh yeah, she was a fucking hottie. In fact, she still is." Tony says and I put my hand to my mouth. "How old was she?" Denny says. "18, in fact I got her on her birthday." Tony says and my eyes start to well up with tears. I turn around and Dad looks furious while Mom just looks confused. "Happy birthday to her." Tiny says. "Ok, fucker, how did you get an 18 year old virgin hottie on her birthday? It's not like you are a movie star." One of the other bikers says and everyone laughs. I see Tony look at all the guys and they sort of quiet down. "I raped her." He says and they all roar. "Holy fuck, you should be in the gang. You raped a virgin. Dude, you rock!" One of the bikers gets up and high fives Tony. I see Tony smiling and high fiving everyone. The party is rocking now. I feel tears running down my cheeks but I can't stop watching and I can't turn around. "How long ago was it?" One of the guys says as he slaps Tony's hand. "A couple of months ago." He says, laughing. "How was it?" Tiny asks. "Guys, you would not believe. She was so hot and the pussy was sweet. Her little body is rocking and it was the best fuck I have ever had." He says and I curl up my legs and wrap my arms around them, my tears flowing. "Who was she?" I hear Denny's calm voice. "My niece and it was her own birthday party." Tony says. I hold my breath and turn my head slowly. I see Denny and the guys leaving and watch the door close behind them. Dad and Mom are just sitting and staring. They look like they are in a coma. "You fucking raped your own niece at her own birthday party?" I hear a voice from the screen. "Fuckin' A. Dude, you are a legend." I hear Tiny's voice and hear a slapping noise, another high five. "Please turn it off." Mom says. I don't move. I try but I can't. "Yeah, and then I nailed her at her graduation party." Tony says on the screen behind me. Mom gasps again and tries to get up. Dad pulls her back down. She looks at him, anger in her eyes. "Get your fucking hands off me and turn this crap off." She screams. "Dude, how was that?" Tiny's voice. "Even sweeter, not as tight as the first time, she must have been fucking since then. She can't say no now. You just have to keep pressing and she just opens her legs." Tony's voice. Mom lets out a cry and tries to get up again. "No, you sit here. Our own daughter couldn't get off this couch because her fucking arms were taped behind her back as your brother raped her so you just sit here and watch!" Daddy screams. "That is so sweet. Maybe you can bring her by here sometime?" Tiny says. "Sure, I am sure she would come. Everyone thinks she is crazy anyway, they will all think she's just acting like the slut she is now." Tony's voice. "No, please stop it." Mom says and puts her head in her hands. "Do you think she would do us all?" Tiny's voice. "Yep, and come back for more. Her little cunt is built for cock!!!" Tony's voice. The tape stops and the screen goes blank. Mom is crying and Dad stands up and walks over to me. "I'm so sorry baby." He says and he is crying hard. I stand up and hug my Daddy as he apologizes over and over to me. Epilogue Denny's cock feels good as I sit here. I look at him lying there with his hands behind his head on the pool table. He is smiling at me. I grab my boobs and squeeze them. They are growing. They feel almost big now but they are still firm. My nipples are hard again. They seem to always be hard in this house. I run my hands down and feel the bulge of my stomach. It feels so nice. I am growing a life inside me. I have no idea who the father is and I really don't care. It doesn't really matter. It is my baby and I am so excited. The case did go to trial but they threw it out. Turns out a drunken confession is not admissible in court. Oh well, I did get to tell my story. My lawyer knew we didn't have much of a chance so she let me testify. I told the entire story to the whole courtroom and I didn't leave anything out. There was lots of crying and I was glad. I had been crying a lot and God Dammit it was time for other people to cry a little. Yep, the jury would have buried Tony if the judge hadn't thrown the case out. He felt bad too but Tony's lawyer was good. Work is wonderful. Now that everyone knows what happened it is much better. Max is a sweetie and Sally is like my Mom. Mom, well, that's another story. She is still trying to come to terms with her brother being a rapist. I don't care. Daddy and I are great and we visit the family a lot. We even visit Uncle Tony's wife and kids. She is always apologizing to me and the kids don't know anything. Uncle Tony lost his job and last I heard he is living downtown somewhere. His wife divorced him pretty quick and he doesn't even visit his kids much. He is walking with a little limp and a cane now. It seems Tiny has a temper problem and uses Tony every now and then to let out some steam. I love Tiny. As for me, I have my own apartment and it is great. It is really small but I love it. I do spend a lot of time in this house, though. I know you wanted me to tell you I returned to my virginal self but not so much. These guys are wonderful to me and I love them all. Well, not all at the same time, don't be silly. Let's just say I don't lack for attention. I am going to school to be a dentist. I was always fascinated by the whole process. It is a lot of school and it will take a long time but Denny and the guys think I can do it. They say they need a dentist in the house. They are so funny. I bounce on Denny's cock a few more times and feel him cum inside me. I lean over and lie on his chest. He is so warm. I pick up my head and kiss him lightly on the lips. "Thank you." I whisper to him.